Made it to New York this morning, found my aunt's apartment, went for a walk, had a Balducci's sandwich, had an iced coffee and an Orengina (it was Hot today!), bought some $5 movie star sunglasses, found a pretty dress for August, changed into nice clothes, and headed to Barbetta for a pre-theatre dinner. Delicious. Now we are in the theater, ready for a great Wicked show!

I rather agree with you. I was taken to see it in London some months ago, it was very spectacular, fantastic costumes and set and powerful singing etc., but yet... and yet... I failed to find the characters or the action particularly absorbing.